Tuesday, September 12, 2006

Kitty Deodorant

I found something new and interesting to help keep my house from smelling like a cat box. Since my cat box is right next to my front door, I think this is an amazing discovery.

It’s simply a bag full of lava pebbles. It comes double-wrapped in plastic and when you peel that off, the pebbles are inside a plastic mesh bag. You put it somewhere in the vicinity of the thing you don’t want to smell and it absorbs most of the odor. And it doesn’t add additional smells to your place. It’s not a mask, it’s an absorber. It’s wonderful!

It is more effective than all the products put together that I have tried adding to the litter, and you don’t even add it to the litter. Mine is on a hanger on the closet bar (the kitty box lives in the coat closet—no there are no coats in the coat closet) where the cats can’t reach it. It’s very important that I keep it up high like that because Binks is addicted to plastic and will try to eat the mesh bag. I’m pretty sure that if the bag doesn’t make him sick, the lava pebbles will.

It worked so well that I bought one for my truck. I’m sad to say it hasn’t been as successful there. My truck has developed a leak, and of course the standard bumper to bumper warranty is long over with, so to get it fixed, I’ll have to find some extra money somewhere.

The leak isn’t an oil leak; it’s a water-getting-inside-the-cab leak. And it’s not from the soft top, either, because that would just make too much sense. Nope, my leak is somewhere on the driver side door frame. I don’t know where—I’ve looked at all the rubber and it looks perfectly normal, no wear and tear. I thought it might be the little do-jiggy that holds up the visor because that was never properly installed and I keep having to screw it back in every so often. But I found moisture on the frame of the door the other day.

I think that until I can get money saved up (first I’ll have to find out how much it costs to find and repair something like this) I will try to locate a car-cover. I have to do something. I live in Central Florida and it’s the rainy season. For those who’ve never lived here, that means there’s a thunder storm every day, and some of them are very heavy. (And most of them have nothing to do with tropical storms or hurricanes.)

Maybe the next time I move, I’ll move to a desert where there isn’t so much moisture and mildew around…